dreams

i was crossing the fence, also the layer

to the exotic other side, a happy place;

the world of no pain, love’s exuberance

when in love, a world you like to hover.

 

i was crossing the fence, far from love

to the brainy other side, a witty place;

all omniscient, a world of intelligence

out of domain, too ahead too move.

i was crossing the fence, far from wit

to the noble other side, so exemplary;

all goodness, world of much well being

infinite happiness, humorous thinking.

i was crossing the fence, far from good

to a similar other side, but anachronous

explanations you never fathom about

yet it all made sense, the incongruence.

i was crossing the fence, far from time

i don’t know how to comprehend it;

very crazy things happened, normally

seemed necessary, no reason or rhyme.

i was crossing the fence, far from weird

bad things happened here, envy, anger

misery, agony, things I don’t put in words

not an instant they look different from us. 

i was crossing the fence, far from evil

tiny things happened here, no order

full of kids, not aging, acting and being

a world starting and ending in laughter.

i was crossing the fence, far from kids

lots of fences, I could see, wavered

drawn away from them, I was moving

i was getting up, “NO!” I jabbered.

i had to see all the fences, I demanded

you’re seeing all the fences, it retorted;

only glimpses I yelled, I am drawn away

you exhibit them, it smiled and cast away.

“I belong to all of these worlds, you not

you are not even supposed to conceive

but I live in you and that’s the downside

you have my power to surpass your realms”

“for I share all of these worlds and more

dimensions you are not even capable of

my lowliest form is the projection in you

for its worth, i am still too good to you.”

i got up and stared at the dotted static ceiling

i thought “talking to the body was my mind”

it was my concussion or nothing else really

or probably Dreams, dumb to call it profound.